They have recorded their first album Street Sweeper Social Club, which was released on June 16th on East West Records.
- 'It's revolutionary party jams' says Tom Morello 'It's got huge steamroller riffs combined with depth, charge, funk, while Boots unloads clip after clip of incendiary rhymes rich with satire and venom'.
Riley added, - 'This is a time when the working class is being fleeced left and right. More families will be homeless and more people will be jobless. They'll need something to listen to on their ipods while storming Wall Street...'
Their official web site: http://streetsweepersocialclub.com/, features a track called Paper Planes
"The Ghetto Blaster EP" is an EP from Street Sweeper Social Club. The EP is released on August 10, 2010. It features covers of "Paper Planes" by M.I.A. and "Mama Said Knock You Out" by LL Cool J as well a remix of the bands second single "Promenade". They will also cover The Coup song "Everythang". It has also been confirmed that the full touring band has recorded on the album. Tom Morello spoke on the new EP in a press release, saying that they are shooting for an interesting combination of groups. "On The Ghetto Blaster EP we were shooting for a combo of the first Clash record and the Ohio Players greatest hits, interwoven with tractor trailer size riffs of course. This record definitely has more of a 'band' feel than the first, and Boots’ lyrics and delivery have never been sharper." Boots Riley has also said of the upcoming EP “We got a new EP that’s going to come out called The Ghetto Blaster EP. [You can expect] hard, hard, hard music and some raw as lyrics on top.”
Track listing
1. "Ghettoblaster" 3:26
2. "Everythang" (The Coup cover) 3:40
3. "Paper Planes" (M.I.A. cover) 2:55
4. "The New Fuck You" 3:25
5. "Scars (Hold That Pose)" 3:53
6. "Mama Said Knock You Out" (LL Cool J cover) 4:25
7. "Promenade" (Guitar Fury Remix) 3:40
Fight! Smash! Win!
Street Sweeper Social Club Lyrics
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People pinchin every nickel now
Even if we don't fight
Bodies hit the ground
I spit the sound
Of a million fists finna pound
I'm in the crowd til this whole thing switch
Around
I shoot my mouth off
I can't find my pistol yet
You can call this music disrespect
'cause I'll slap you in your face at your local
Disco tech
Mr Green with your missiles and rockets
My paycheck burns a hole in your pocket
You told the judge put my name on the
Docket
Meetin in the break room
Here's what we plotted
Let's fight
Let's smash
Let's win
We gon fight
We gon smash
Let us in
Let's fight
Let's smash
Let's win
Just like getting up in the club with a fake ID
If it don't work, we gon do it again
Your honor may it please the court
Swear me in on a book full of Tupac
Quotes
After what I say
You might noose my throat
Reporters please scribble down a few
Hot notes
Allow me to be the first
To throw dirt on their graves
Excuse me
I never learned to behave
My great great granny was a Carolina
Slave
She wispers in my ear
Sayin "Spark the blaze."
Somewhere on the eastside of steal and rob
A whole generation got a McJob
And the light bill still ain't resolved
See the hungry mob pulse and throb
If you got a blacklist I wanna be on it*
If we gon attack this then we need to run it
If you see my hood man
You might call it ghetto
Politicians are puppets y'all
Let's get Gepetto
Let's fight
Let's smash
Let's win
We gon fight
We gon smash
Let us in
Let's fight
Let's smash
Let's win
Just like getting up in the club with a fake ID
If it don't work, we gon do it again
Well it's a matter of fact that I'm gonna
Die one day
But muthafucka
Right now I breath
And I may not be able to predict my
Demise
But you can bet it won't be on my knees
I'm rappin at the speed of the falling dollar
They got greed to make you crawl and
Holla
It's old school like Easy-E's impala
Ay! Ay!
You gon lead
Or smoke trees and follow?
Let's fight
Let's smash
Let's win
We gon fight
We gon smash
Let us in
Let's fight
Let's smash
Let's win
Just like getting up in the club with a fake ID
If it don't work, we gon do it again
Thanks, Billy Bragg!
The lyrics to Street Sweeper Social Club's song Fight! Smash! Win! speak to themes of economic inequality, social injustice, and the need for collective action. The song critiques the idea that the wealth of the wealthy trickles down to benefit the entire society, pointing out that instead, people are struggling to make ends meet. The lyrics maintain that even if people do not physically fight against those in power, the consequences of economic inequality still lead to violence and death. The song advocates for radical change, encouraging people to fight, smash, and win against the systems that keep them oppressed.
The song suggests that people's brains are temporarily disconnected, implying that society has become so accustomed to economic inequality that people cannot see the possibility of alternative systems. The lyrics also critique the criminal justice system and politicians who are merely puppets of larger powers. The song calls for a unification of people to fight against these larger systems of oppression that benefit the wealthy at the expense of the poor.
Line by Line Meaning
And the wealth don't trickle down
The rich don't share with the poor
People pinchin every nickel now
Everyone is struggling financially
Even if we don't fight
Conflict is inevitable
Bodies hit the ground
Violence has consequences
I spit the sound
My words carry power
Of a million fists finna pound
My words will incite a crowd to action
I'm in the crowd til this whole thing switch
I'm one of many fighting for change
Around
In our society
Our brains are on temporary disconnect
We've lost our ability to reason
I shoot my mouth off
I say what I think
I can't find my pistol yet
I'm not advocating for violence
You can call this music disrespect
Some people won't appreciate this message
'cause I'll slap you in your face at your local
I'm willing to fight for what I believe in
Disco tech
Club venue
Mr Green with your missiles and rockets
Military-industrial complex
My paycheck burns a hole in your pocket
My earnings are not reinvested in society
You told the judge put my name on the
Injustice in the legal system
Docket
Official court schedule
Meetin in the break room
Secret gathering
Here's what we plotted
Here's our plan of action
Let's fight
Let's resist oppression
Let's smash
Let's break down barriers
Let's win
Let's achieve our goals
We gon fight
We will resist oppressive forces
We gon smash
We will destroy oppressive structures
Let us in
Let us participate in society
Just like getting up in the club with a fake ID
We will find ways to subvert oppressive systems
If it don't work, we gon do it again
We won't give up
Your honor may it please the court
Addressing legal authority
Swear me in on a book full of Tupac
Using a cultural icon for a legal oath
Quotes
Saying of Tupac Shakur
After what I say
My words may be controversial
You might noose my throat
I may face violent repercussions
Reporters please scribble down a few
Documenting the message
Hot notes
Important details
Allow me to be the first
I'm willing to take the lead
To throw dirt on their graves
To speak out against oppressive forces
Excuse me
Pardon my behavior
I never learned to behave
I'm willing to be disruptive for change
My great great granny was a Carolina
My ancestors endured slavery
Slave
Forced laborer
She wispers in my ear
Her spirit guides me
Sayin "Spark the blaze."
Encouraging me to resist oppression
Somewhere on the eastside of steal and rob
Crime exists in poverty-stricken areas
A whole generation got a McJob
Low-paying, dead-end jobs
And the light bill still ain't resolved
Struggling to pay bills
See the hungry mob pulse and throb
Poverty leads to desperation
If you got a blacklist I wanna be on it*
I'm willing to face the consequences for my beliefs
If we gon attack this then we need to run it
We must be organized in our resistance
If you see my hood man
If you visit my neighborhood
You might call it ghetto
You may stereotype and judge me
Politicians are puppets y'all
The political system is corrupt
Let's get Gepetto
Let's take control of the political system
Well it's a matter of fact that I'm gonna
I will die someday
Die one day
Experience mortality
But muthafucka
But right now
Right now I breathe
I'm alive and fighting
And I may not be able to predict my
I don't know when or how I'll die
Demise
Death
But you can bet it won't be on my knees
I won't submit to oppression
I'm rappin at the speed of the falling dollar
I'm speaking out against economic injustice
They got greed to make you crawl and
The capitalist system is oppressive
Holla
Scream for help
It's old school like Easy-E's impala
Referencing an iconic car from a rap legend
Ay! Ay!
Expressing passion for change
You gon lead
Will you be a leader?
Or smoke trees and follow?
Or will you succumb to distraction?
Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, BMG Rights Management
Written by: Riley Boots, Thomas B Morello
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